Thursday, March 8, 2007

Next Stop: Rehab; An stop ina dhiaidh sin; cóireáil liachta




Not to beat the Labour party with a stick, but a good friend of Serotonin's is going through the mill after being snared by the fuzz in possession of an open can of beer on the street following a party one night. Said friend might expect to exchange pleasantries with the Rabbitte Man in the dock, no?


In fairness, some politicians need a scoop when it comes to mixing with the proletariat. Have YOU tried getting the Luas sober??
You can glug all you like lads, but as Rabbitte Man himself might say.... "But, are you happy?"

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